The Will To Be Stupid Is A

We Should Have Taken Our Chances Back Then, When We Were Young And Beautiful And Didn't Even Know It.

If You Can't Be Seven Feet Tall, Be Seven Feet Smart.

I'm Sorry. I Can Love You. I Can Grieve For You, Or With You. I Can Share Your Pain. But I Cannot Judge You.

All True Wealth Is Biological.

I Know Girls Who Pine For It. They Like To Play Dress-up And Pretend Being Vor Ladies Of Old, Rescued From Menace By Romantic Vor Youths. For Some Reason They Never Play 'dying In Childbirth', Or 'vomiting Your Guts Out From The Red Dysentery', Or 'weaving Till You Go Blind And Crippled From Arthritis And Dye Poisoning', Or 'infanticide'. Well, They Do Die Romantically Of Disease Sometimes, But Somehow It's Always An Illness That Makes You Interestingly Pale And Everyone Sorry And Doesn't Involve Losing Bowel Control.